SPORTS
By Candus Thomson, The Baltimore Sun | May 19, 2011
Gunfire. Skullduggery. Bones in the attic. The story behind the story of the Preakness trophy reads like a great Southern novel. The Woodlawn Vase has its roots in pre-Civil War Kentucky. It was even buried there to keep it from falling into the wrong hands by a horse breeder who once got into a gunfight with the owner of a racetrack, shot the man and was banished from all tracks in America — you could look it up in The New York Times of 1879. The breeder, Capt. Thomas Moore, whose horses won the Tiffany-crafted, sterling silver trophy in 1861 and 1862, interred it for fear it would be melted down for shot, the popular story goes.
SPORTS
By Candus Thomson, The Baltimore Sun | May 19, 2011
No one gets to take the Woodlawn Vase home anymore. Jeanne Murray Vanderbilt made sure of that in 1953 after her husband's horse, Native Dancer, won the Preakness by a neck. She was not going to be responsible for the three-foot-tall, 30 pound solid sterling silver trophy the winning owner was entitled to keep until the next year's race. So she gave it back. The next year — and for the 56 years since — owners have been getting a one-third replica of the original, which sits gleaming in a case at the Baltimore Museum of Art . The perpetual trophy, appraised at more than $1 million, will have its coming out party on Saturday, escorted to its place of honor in the winner's circle by white-gloved members of Maryland's National Guard.
FEATURES
By Jill Rosen, The Baltimore Sun | August 28, 2010
With paintings by the masters, rare books and home goods crafted hundreds of years ago, Baltimore's Convention Center will become a museum of sorts next week — but one where people with able wallets can bring home the exhibits. The Baltimore Summer Antiques Show, one of the city's longest-running events, returns with all of the gilded finery people have come to expect from the show — one of the largest and most prestigious in the country. All told the show includes more than 200,000 pieces, everything from fine art, furniture, silver, jewelry, porcelain, glass and textiles — with price tags ranging from the modest — to a painting that sets the record for the most expensive item ever offered at the show: a Monet you could hang in your living room for $5.8 million.
NEWS
By Chris Emery and Chris Emery,sun reporter | February 12, 2007
It began with a wobbly flower vase. David A. Brignac received the small ceramic as a gift from a co-worker. But the vase, emblazoned with a detailed painting of a Victorian-era Baltimore post office, proved too tippy to use as a penholder. "I stuck it in my desk drawer for while," recalls Brignac, 51, a 30-year employee of the U.S. Postal Service. "I didn't realize it was from the late 1880s." Eventually, though, his curiosity led him to discover its age. The rest, as they say, is history.
SPORTS
By KENT BAKER and KENT BAKER,SUN REPORTER | May 21, 2006
This time, the luster of the Preakness Stakes was darkened by what happened shortly after the start, not what happened when the field turned into the stretch run. When Kentucky Derby champion Barbaro broke down before reaching the finish line the first time, the tenor of the race was completely altered, with no overwhelming favorite to look for when the running turned really serious. "With Barbaro in there, I don't know what margin he would have won by if he didn't have the injury," said Bernardini's trainer, Tom Albertrani.
NEWS
By BRADLEY OLSON and BRADLEY OLSON,SUN REPORTER | January 6, 2006
Megan Evans has loved clay for a long time. She admits it runs her life. There's always a piece to "throw," a bowl to carve or a vase to fire in the kiln. The clay never stops, never waits and always does what it wants. And, no matter how many orders she might be working on for one gallery or another, she often opens the kiln in her basement studio at home to a complete surprise. Much like Forrest Gump's adage about life and a box of chocolates, with clay, you never know what you're gonna get. Despite the hard work, Evans is in heaven lately.